On the battlefield, the boy-looking Belial moved around, jumping up and down like a monkey, launching various attacks.
He used his fists, feet, and even his head.
"Like a ferocious beast."
The center of his attack was Crowe, who looked very gentle.
Crowe used one side of his head to avoid Belial's fist. At the same time, he glanced in the direction of Moore and said, "Is the strongest one there?"
As he spoke, he stretched out his arm and slapped Belial on the wrist, shocking him.
The latter's figure was a little unstable, but he reacted quickly, raised his legs and feet, and threw him towards Crowe.
"Don't underestimate me! I am the strongest among the army commanders!!"
"shave."
That kick missed the target.
Crowe quickly appeared beside Belial, kicked out, brushed hard against Belial's side, kicked him away, and then spread his fingers, facing Belial who was sliding back, aiming his fingers
, "Flying Finger Gun·Lotus Flower Powder."
Belial's pupils shrank and he immediately crossed his arms. Then he heard a "chichi" sound, and there were several more blood holes in his arms and body.
"If we are defeated to this extent, it will be a waste of Mr. Clow's trust in us."
Crow pushed up his glasses with the heel of his palm and said calmly: "As Mr. Crow's trusted right-hand man, I have the obligation to destroy you stupid pirates."
"ah"
Belial lowered his arms and revealed a sinister smile. He stretched out his arms and licked the blood flowing out of his arms, "It's so powerful, so powerful that it makes people jealous! If I had such a powerful power, I would have
Just rule that damn place in Morgati!"
"Morgati?"
Chloe frowned, "Are you from the East China Sea?"
"You've heard of it, yes, it's that place, the famous amusement kingdom, Morgati!"
Belial lowered his head and murmured: "I'm very jealous of that amusement prince, I'm so jealous of him! Why can't I have that kind of identity and that kind of power! Just as I'm jealous of you, you are so
So powerful, so powerful that it seems like you can defeat me easily!"
His voice began to sound low, and a purple spark began to float on the surface of his body, as if it was about to ignite, but there was no burning substance, like an ember.
"Jealous, so jealous, I don't have anything you can have! Why is the world so unfair to me!"
Belial raised his head, and the purple light seemed to erode his pupils. A voice that sounded like a mixture of multiple people appeared in his throat, "Jealous!"
He relaxed his body, stepped forward, and suddenly disappeared.
"shave?"
This time it was Crowe's turn to be surprised. He quickly turned around and blocked it with one hand. Then he saw Belial appearing behind him and punching him.
boom!!
Crowe felt a numbness in his arm. He grabbed Belial's wrist with his backhand and violently threw him away.
"Let's not talk about strength for now, but what about speed? Is it faster than my shave? How did you learn it?"
Belial, who was thrown away, smiled ferociously, and suddenly stretched out his five fingers, aiming at Crowe's surprised expression. Five familiar and powerful energy shot at him like bullets.
"Iron!"
Crowe's body shook, and he withstood the five attacks, and five holes were punched out of his clothes.
"Why do you know how to point a gun again?!" he said through gritted teeth.
"Hey hey hey"
Belial fell to the ground, burying his head and smiling lowly: "The state of jealousy allows you to double the enemy's attacks in return. No matter what kind of moves you use, I can return double the attacks to you.
No reason, just because of my pure jealousy!”
"that is it?"
Crowe frowned, "Is it that simple?"
"Simple?!"
Belial, as if he had been insulted, scratched his neck and shouted: "Why do you say this is simple! I understand, you are jealous of me! Jealous of my power!"
"Jealous of your power?"
Crowe looked him up and down, stepped on his feet, and disappeared in an instant.
Soon, a huge figure appeared in front of Belial.
puff!!
A tall werewolf that had turned into a half-human beast stood in front of Belial, and its hands filled with sharp nails directly pierced his chest.
Belial lowered his head in disbelief, looked at the hand that pierced his chest, opened his mouth, and spit out a ball of blood.
"So what if we fight back twice as hard? Your physique is not good enough."
The upper half of Crowe's face has turned into a wolf's head, and his erect pupils are full of disdain, "At this level, are you worthy of threatening me, Lord Crowe?"
This blow pierced the heart. No matter what kind of force it was, given this guy's physical condition, he would definitely die.
"Why."
Belial raised his head with difficulty, his face already filled with ferociousness, "Why are you so strong!!"
He slowly stretched out his palm, as if he also wanted to get close to Crowe's chest.
Not dead yet?!
Crowe was startled, his arms left Belial's chest, and his body stepped back, farther away from Belial.
At the same time, he put the bloody paw to his lips and licked a mouthful of blood.
Then take it seriously!
"Obviously so strong, why?"
Belial staggered a step forward, his lips were bleeding, and he bared his teeth and yelled: "Why didn't you save us in time!!"
My mind is filled with darkness.
The factory filled with thick smoke, the people with uniform smiles, and the surrounding metal walls that never see the light of day
At that time, I was accidentally swept into the sea by the wind and waves. When I regained my consciousness, I could only see my family among the group of smiling people. No matter how I shouted, I could not change their attitude.
That scene was like hell!
He has called out countless times and placed his hope in the righteous navy!
It's no use! No one can help him!
Why?!
They obviously have powerful forces, huge warships, and weapons capable of killing people. Why?
Why are these people so powerful? Why is no one willing to help him? Why is no one willing to save his family and save his country?!
Why can they laugh and laugh, eat delicious food and hide in warships and fortresses? Why can civilians openly use things produced in the sweatshops of Molgati? Why does no one pay attention to the current situation of their country?
Justice, how ridiculous!
These people are so enviable!
Can't the happiness of these people be shared with Morgati?
The world is so unfair!
But, if possible, I want a fair world, a peaceful world
Whether it is Morgati or other countries, everyone can live in a world full of kindness with their true hearts.
"Want to come?"
In a trance, he seemed to see an iron maiden. The iron maiden's mask was wide open, revealing the girl's warm and holy smile.
"Saving the world requires your strength and you need to bear the 'sin' of others."
…
"I took upon myself the sin."
Belial staggered towards Crowe step by step, the purple light shining brighter in his pupils.
His hand suddenly stretched out and touched Crowe's chest.
"I am 'jealous' Belial, and I want to save the world!!"
Click.
As if some limit had been shattered, the purple light in Belial's eyes exploded, and the purple sparks on his body were annihilated together.
Those eyes gradually dimmed.
His hands were hanging on Crowe's chest, bending over and keeping his posture motionless.
"Has the life force burned out?"
Crowe looked at him for a while and sighed, "This kind of ability uses one's own life force."